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Yaoi RPG	By : arvan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't have much warning to give, except for the foul words, possible yaoi scenes, the occasional random crap and whatnots. Not too sure yet.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except a few DBZ Mangas, DVDS, cards and a toy Vegeta. And this idea.

Unbroken knight
Man, the guy could really move. Goku thought as he scouted the area, searching for him; returning again to the same tree for the 3^rd time. Where could he have gone?
He tilted his head back, taking in a deep breath with the intention to sigh when his eyes sighted No. 17 sitting on a branch, up in the tree; the same tree he circled 3 times before.
“I found you!” he exclaimed, pointing his finger upwards. “Hey come on down!”
No response. It was either the guy couldn’t hear him or… he was ignoring him; well Goku wasn’t one to quit that easily. Using his fingers he attempted to grab at the tree bark, pushing with his feet to get himself a lift but the armour he wore was too heavy; it weighted him down, a lot; 4 times he tried and failed.
No. 17 refused to acknowledge the fighter’s presence, convinced he would give up if he ignored him long enough. He shook his head, rolling his eyes; becoming increasingly annoyed as Goku kept on trying to climb the same tree. He grumbled under his breath, it would seem Goku would not leave him alone.
Fine. He could, at the very least see what he wants; knowing that guy, he was probably concerned for him. He began to turn his body.
“Made it!” Goku made a surprised appearance behind him just as No. 17 turned around, surprising him.
“Ah!” No. 17 struggled to keep his balance.
“Hey!” Goku reached for him, holding him as both guys steadied themselves enough to regain their balance on the thick branch.
“Phew” they let out a synchronised sigh of relief.
“Hey are you alright?” Goku asked now that the scare was over.
“Define your definition of alright” he snorted. “I’m alive and I’ll live. What are you doing up here… where’s your armour?” No. 17 glanced over Goku’s current outfit that consisted of his fire vest and pants; he wasn’t even wearing his boots.
“They were kind of heavy so I left them down there” he pointed below and true enough there they were, placed below and against the tree.
“Ironic, isn’t it?”
“What is?” Goku tilted his head.
“The truth. All this time we’ve been living in a world of deception, unable to tell the real from the fake. Our lives nothing more than a chess piece for travellers, no… gamers like you to use as you please. Do you truly care for the victims as you claimed before or was it all a game to you?”
“No. 17. I am a gamer yes, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell any of you the truth…. I came in the beginning to play a game I admit… but now I… I want to help end the suffering. And I care, I care for you guys, even Turles” he said softly resting his hands on No. 17’s shoulders. “Let’s get down ok? Continue this when our feet’s on the ground”
“Fine” No. 17 nodded, removing Goku’s hands from his shoulders; uncomfortable with the touch.
...
The climb down was as tedious as the climb up. No. 17 looked on as Goku struggled to get a firm grip on the tree, hugging another branch so tightly that it was beginning to seem an eternity before he began to touch ground again. How the heck did he manage to get up in the first place?
“You’re not that far from the ground, Goku. Just let go” No. 17 called from below; unable to comprehend how the same guy could brave the climb up, but not the climb down.
“No way! It’s too high up!” Goku absolutely refused to release the branch, the ground was still some distance away as far as he was concerned!
“Honestly. Here” No. 17 came closer, standing close to Goku’s ankles. “Alright, let go and I’ll catch you”
“Ok…” Goku agreed reluctantly. It wasn’t his fault, height and him just didn’t get along too well. It was alright when he was climbing up… but the moment he looked down; he couldn’t help it, he belonged down there, not up the tree!
“Alright, on the count of- Goku!!” No. 17 was caught unprepared as the branch supporting Goku’s weight snapped.
“AHHH!?!” Goku yelped as gravity pulled him to the ground. He smacked into No. 17 against his will, his weight knocking the far range rouge to the ground beneath him.
“Argh....” No. 17's head span, the impact stunned him; distorting his vision, rendering him unable to get up with his surroundings spinning in circles.
“Are you ok?” Goku asked hastily, about to get off No. 17 when something restricted his movements. Confused, he looked down, realising his fire vest had somehow managed to get itself hooked onto the +5 agi brooch No. 17 wore. He had to remove it gently or risk tearing the vest and that would be a waste of medium armour; he reached forward, his fingers fiddling with No. 17's brooch, resulting in his vest becoming further entangled around No. 17's irregular decagon shaped brooch. Oh crap...
By now the throbbing in No. 17’s head had started to fade. He groaned, damn that hurt… well at least Goku’s out of the tree… speaking of which, why hadn’t Goku removed himself off him yet? He was about to voice a complaint and ask Goku to get up when he felt a tug at his clothes.
His eyes immediately snapped open, his heart hammering vigorously against his ribcage.
His brain began sending out warning signals, having analysed the position they were in. He was pinned so firmly under Goku that he could feel the guy’s weight, feel his flesh and his heartbeat. He froze, his body and mind locked as terror crept up to the surface, paralysing him; images, memories he thought he buried years ago came rushing back at him.
“Get… off” he whispered a soft plead.
“I won’t be long, I just need to get this off” Goku told him.
Goku continued to tower over him, pressing himself unintentionally against him, so close that their groins met with slight friction and his hands… his hands. No. 17’s eyes followed Goku’s hands as his fingers once again reached for his clothes. Oh God! No!
No. 17 struck out in a blind panic, pushing Goku as far as his hands, in this case strength allowed; which in turn resulted in a small tear in the vest.
“Hey!” Goku wasn’t expecting that sudden reaction. Quickly he grabbed hold of No. 17’s hands, stopping further shoving before he made a bigger hole in his vest.
“Get off!” No. 17 fought harder, slamming a fist into Goku’s face the moment he managed to get a hand free; unable to grasp anything Goku said in his state of panic.
(Goku HP – 73, 6327/6400)
“No. 17 stop!” Goku could not get through to him despite his best efforts. Unwilling to apply too much force and hurt him and left with no other choice, he once against grabbed hold of No. 17’s wrists, pinning them to the ground; keeping them on either side of his head. The state of his vest no longer a priority when he noticed the state of shock on No. 17’s face, his breathing coming on in short, hasty pants.
No. 17 had not ceased his struggles yet though. He pulled at his wrists, but unable to dislodge Goku’s hold on him as far as strength in comparison went. When that didn’t work, he tried to move his legs which Goku then efficiently countered by moving closer, giving the guy no room to move his legs inwards towards his chest foiling his plan to kick out. This action however brought on the close proximity No. 17 hadn’t wanted, Goku’s overwhelming presence over him, the increase in friction as their bodies, or rather Goku’s body moved closer; their groins pressed so close together that No. 17 could feel him through his pants.
“Lapis”
The use of No. 17’s real name brought Goku the reaction he hoped for. No. 17 ceased his struggles and looked up at him, finally he could see recognition in the guy’s eyes but he also saw the desire to buck and the fear that triggered that fight or flight reaction.
“I’m not going to do anything to you” he spoke softly, trying to be as reassuring as he could. “My vest’s caught in your brooch… I’m just going to remove it ok? I’m going to let you go now…” he removed his hands from No. 17’s wrists slowly; almost worried he would retaliate again.
What was wrong with him? The signal’s in No. 17’s seemed to have encountered a blackout as his mind drew a blank at his own choice of reaction. He remained still, even after Goku released him, as if Goku had paralysed him by sheer will, his words; but he knew Goku hadn’t done anything to him that came close to that. This strange helplessness was hauntingly familiar, it brought him back to the days when he would be forcefully taken against his will and once again when he returned to hand in his report; a unbreakable cycle of depravity that General Blue derived pleasure from as he subjected him to a number of unimaginable, degrading acts.
Goku returned his attention to his task, cautiously he brought his fingers towards No. 17’s clothes again, looking up at his present companion as he began to work his clothes loose again.
No. 17 tensed once again, looking as if he wanted to jump at the light contact; his reaction did not surprise Goku. He had all the suspicion he needed to guess No. 17’s adverse to touch, the conversation that took place between No. 17 and General Blue and the virgin like reaction from him told him enough; the long range rouge had been abused.
“Shh… it’s almost done” Goku told him in his softest tone of voice.
Goku worked fast, he could feel the guy’s heart beating strongly against his palm and he wanted to end his trauma as quickly as he could. Finally, after much difficulty he freed his vest, there was a small tear in it as expected but that could be fixed easily.
“There… got it” Goku announced with a soft grin. No. 17 nodded as Goku grinned in his face, waiting for the guy to remove himself from him but Goku had clearly forgotten the position they were in.
“Goku… would you let me up now”
“Oh… OH! I’m sorry!” he backed off, still sitting on the ground as he removed himself from No. 17 hastily.
No. 17 sat up the moment he was freed, readjusting his clothes as he did. Awkwardness made its presence known in the form of silence, as both guys gave each other a slight glance; a short stare, turning away the moment the other noticed.
“I’m sorry…” Goku broke the long silence, turning his head slightly to face No. 17.
“For what? You hadn’t done anything”
“For… scaring you?” Goku asked, a little uncertain if that should have been said.
No.17 tensed at that statement, but it was true. “You’re not to blame. I misunderstood the situation and reacted unjustly. Does your cheek hurt?”
“No no! It’s fine” Goku rubbed his slightly bruised cheek, it stung a little but it was tolerable.
“My apologies” he apologised, unwilling to face Goku, embarrassed at his actions, but shame took up the most portion; it was a weakness that brought him shame. That shame was fear; fear clouded his judgement, blinded him enough to have him lash out at his companion; a kind companion, and that made it all the worse.
“He did this to you, didn’t he?”
No. 17 turned in Goku’s direction.
“That general” Goku asked gently, the question left a bitter taste in his mouth.
…
There. There it was, the truth that haunted him every day, day and night. The earlier days when he began his training as a squire, his skills tested and proven when he fought off a group of bandits together with the senior knight he served. Eventually the king got wind of his skills and raised him to the rank of knighthood and that was when he met him… General Blue, the crown prince’s trusted general.
As an apprentice knight he was one of the few knights under the general’s ‘guidance’ but he… he became the general’s favourite. At first, he thought the general was impressed with his performance, at least that was the impression he got from him, but he was wrong. He should have trusted his instincts…
No. 17’s silence was all the answer he needed. Goku began to shift himself so he could face him properly, intending to apologise and ask him to ignore his question; feeling bad for digging up bones that should have been left alone.
“Many times” No. 17 spoke before Goku had the chance to, turning his sight elsewhere as he continued. “So many that I’ve lost count. I was an apprentice knight when it began… he was my mentor. I failed to notice his unusual interest in me, that was my mistake, I allowed him to get… too close. The first time it happened… he sent his squire to inform me to fetch his horse. I should have questioned… why would he need me if he had a squire but I was naïve, eager to please, determined to show I could handle any task given to the best of my abilities. I went to the stables to do as instructed but he was there too, he was waiting to get me alone and I fell for it.
It was a painful and harrowing experience. I remembered begging him to stop, but he didn’t care. He took his pleasure from my body till the straw under me stained with my blood”
“No. 17… you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to…” Goku began to stop him, seeing the guy had fallen back into an unpleasant memory.
“It didn’t stop there” No. 17 carried on, as if he had not heard Goku. “He began haunting my life, demanding my company for many nights… manipulate my body with various mind altering herbs… because of his status, I was powerless to stop him and he knew it. I had to rise above my rank, for a chance to get away from him… and I did for a time… until I lost. I had to report my loss and he was waiting for me again…
Everything I did was for naught… my life choices decided for me from the beginning. You should have killed me”
“Enough” Goku pulled No. 17 into a gentle embrace, stunning him into silence. “Enough…”
“Goku?” No. 17 blinked at the unexpected hug, unable to react quickly enough as he was brought into his embrace.
“I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have asked”
“I survived and he’s dead. He tried to break me, but failed; and no one ever shall” No. 17 recovered and began to remove himself from Goku.
“Yeah. You’re really great you know… you really gave us a hard time. I really thought we’d lose” Goku remembered the 1^st boss battle against No. 17.
“If you’re referring to our second encounter, then yes, I would have won if the other two hadn’t interfered, but I’m not complaining. You’ve proven yourselves and won, I know when I’m outmatched” No. 17 frowned for a moment before his lips shifted into a smirk.
“No. 17? Don’t take this in the wrong sense, but I’m glad you lost. Not because of what happened after… but you’re here now because of that and… I’m sorry but… I’m really glad you’re here” Goku stopped talking, in case he said something that might offend him.
“As am I, Goku. It has been left unsaid, but know that despite the undesirable aftermath of my previous defeat and my feelings, if any of it is truly mine, I chose to be here. I would not be here if I didn’t want to be. My objective hasn’t changed; the king must be stopped, even more so now that I have enough reason to believe he’s no longer the kind ruler I once served.
I don’t know you or your friend well enough, unlike your other two companions but I understand what it means to fight for what’s right. In that respect we share a common goal and if I must choose a side to accomplish this goal, I choose the side I feel is most justified.
Your freedom and your survival would no doubt depend on your success and the two of you will need all the help you can muster to achieve that. I will not push aside what that other trave- I mean gamer said before, I do not for a minute doubt his insight on the fighter was inaccurate, that he would have been a better choice than I. I do, however, disagree on his take on the usefulness of the party, the friends you’ve assembled during your journey. Whether he agrees or not, I will fight like a beast and I will fight to my last breath, all to give you two a better chance of success.
I don’t know what the future holds should this cycle be broken or if I’m destined to relive everything again once this is over, in spite of this, know that I will fight alongside the two of you to the end, whatever comes after, comes” No. 17 looked up as he said his piece.
“Thanks. But I don’t want you or anyone dying for us and I know Vegeta feels the same.” Goku placed a hand on No. 17’s shoulder; it was a force of habit Goku found impossible to stop, his need to express himself with more than words. Thank goodness No. 17 did not seem uncomfortable. “You know… Sharpner said the King went against what he was supposed to do… I think you can too”
“Yes, I remember” No. 17 snickered softly. “And that inspires hope” having said that, he looked up and brought their lips together in a chaste kiss, surprising Goku enough that he could not blink.
“Thank you Goku”
Goku brought his fingers to his lips when they parted, unable to phrase the words he wanted to say. Finally, he decided against it and chose to stand up, extending a hand out to grasp No. 17’s as he pulled him up.
Goku’s lips pulled back in a hearty smile as they stood side by side and No. 17 could not resist responding with one of his own.
(Goku and No. 17 has scored +25 Love points, relationship improved)

To be continued ~

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